All Chapters of Lady Dy — The CEO's Mysterious Passion : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Lorenzo BianchiOne week earlier...I just stepped out of a meeting with some of the major shareholders of Valmont & Co.Certain exports are running into tax issues in several countries, creating a massive crisis for us.To top it off, I was summoned to another of those awkward family dinners organized by my mother.Constanza Bianchi wouldn't take no for an answer."Ms. Marcella, cancel all my appointments for tomorrow morning. I won't be available," I say as I pass my assistant."But tomorrow you have an interview with Marketing & Business Magazine with Caterine Morete, sir.""Cancel it. If she insists, reschedule it for a hundred years from now," I add before stepping into the elevator.I know exactly what her angle is with this interview.We went out twice, and now she wants to invade my personal space, acting like she owns me.I despise needy, pushy women. I'm a hunter, and I'm not comfortable being the prey.I ride down to the parking garage of the luxury building where Valmont &

Lorenzo BianchiNearly a month ago, I experienced one of the most intense, overwhelming moments of my life.I won't deny that I've always been a serial player, but this time, the hunter was completely caught.The striking fragrance of that mysterious woman lingered on my skin, tormenting my memory day and night.That damn woman fled from me in a calculated escape before I could even learn her name or see her face."Pietro, did you find any solid information about the woman from the ball?" I asked, turning around sharply.I stared at my head of security with a icy glare, feeling anger and frustration strain every muscle in my neck.The memory of stepping out of that bathroom to find the broken condom still made my blood burn with pure desperation.When I walked out, after realizing the protection had ruptured while we were together, the damn room was already empty.The panic that she might be carrying my child right now, without even knowing it, was driving me out of my mind.That myst

Lorenzo BianchiAfter ending the call with Antonella, I dismissed Marcella, my assistant, and remained in the isolation of my office.It had been an exhausting, tense day filled with complex nuances, alternating between good news and bad.I closed excellent deals, and Valmont & Co. continues to grow in the market, but my personal life is taking a dangerous turn.Walking a path I didn't plan or authorize is, for an intensely controlling man like me, akin to stepping off a cliff.I clenched my jaw, rose from my leather armchair, and walked slowly to the private bar to pour myself a stiff drink.I urgently need to mentally prepare for this upcoming dinner and the definitive conversation I will have with Antonella tonight.I swirled the crystal glass between my fingers, knowing tonight would prove crucial and clarifying for my future.The sharp ringing of my desk phone shattered the silence, prompting me to walk back and answer on the second ring."Lorenzo," I barked, bringing the receive

Lorenzo BianchiWhen the doctor announced her pregnancy, assuming we were a couple, a violent wave of emotions hit me.Inevitably, a part of me desperately wished to be that man—the partner sharing such a monumental moment with her.Yet, a sharp edge of frustration and irrational jealousy cut through me at the realization that someone else held that place.Knowing her heart belonged to another, building a family far from my reach, tightened my chest with an unbearable weight.I ran a hand down my jaw, struggling to comprehend why a mere employee had such a hold over me.The thought of another man claiming her protection sparked a possessive instinct I fought fiercely to keep in check."Thank you so much for bringing me here, sir..." she managed, her voice trembling as she fought back her emotions.Diana wiped away a tear and squared her shoulders, facing me with quiet dignity and unmistakable pride."I'll settle the bill with administration while the nurses prepare your discharge," I

Lorenzo BianchiI left Diana at her simple building and drove toward my car, forcing myself not to look back.I knew that if I gave in to the temptation of turning around, I wouldn't resist the urge to take her into my arms and bring her with me.Thinking that a cowardly bastard had gotten her pregnant and abandoned her to face everything alone brought out my worst side.A primitive rage burned in my chest, making me feel a violent desire to find that man and make him pay dearly for his audacity.Yet I tried to rationalize that I couldn't interfere so drastically in the personal life of an employee I barely knew.I also had my own complex issues to manage, and the main one was already waiting for me at my apartment.I parked the Porsche in the underground garage and took the private elevator directly to my luxury penthouse floor.I paused in front of the imposing double doors and looked around, feeling the heavy weight of the absurd difference between this opulence and Diana's reality